StarCraft: Tyranid Empire.

Chapter 162 Ma Sara

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Joey Ray Bar.

This dingy little bar is in need of a refurbishment, built in the red wastelands of the planet Mar Sara, out of rusted cargo ship lumber, recycled steel, integrated electrical panels and cheap glass, covered in a rust-colored A satellite TV antenna stand tied with cables is erected on the windy and sandy roof.

As the wind and sand sweeping across the planet's parched landscape dissipated, sunlight streamed down from bamboo-lacquered venetian blinds behind the bar's windows, weaving finely across the long table in front of Jim Raynor.

Reynolds was holding a bottle of No. Ⅷ whiskey in his hand with sun protection gloves, and was tilting the bottle to fill the glass in front of him. The blue bottle shone golden in the sun.People here don't use the temperature stabilizer produced by the core world, and still rely on fans to find coolness.

Compared with its sister planet in the same star system, Cha Sara, which has lush forests and is rich, the orbit of this planet is closer to the star, the ozone in the atmosphere is thin, and the blazing star rays mercilessly scorched Ma. · Sarah's land.About 70% of Mar Sara's land has been dried out in the sun for as long as the lifespan of the planet, and the dry and hard land is only interspersed with tenacious shrubs and weeds.

A pocket projector played the news from UNN Cosmos TV station a week ago. A female congressman of the Federation of Tyrannosaurus was calling on the people of the Federation to be vigilant against the threat of rebels, calling Angus Mengsk and his son For the most heinous terrorist leader in history: "A deranged terrorist, social scum, and those in the Marine Corps who awarded the medal to Augustus Mengsk are simply heinous!"

This small bar has no business during the day, and only when the weather cools down in the evening will the residents of the town come here to drink, drink and have fun.At this time, Joey Ray's Bar was very quiet, only the sound of fans and news could be heard in the bar.

"We always believe that justice will be done!" The federal congressman raised his hands, while several assistants behind her waved the federal X-star-spangled flag: "It is Augustus Mengsk and his rebels who ran to the end of the galaxy , we will also find and catch him, open trial!"

"Did you hear that? You scum, Augustus." Renault laughed, teasing his old friend: "After they catch you, they will definitely lock you up and announce that you have been brought to justice. "

"I have seen her, a mean woman named Bimonchi, a distant relative of the Tagore family. Her figure is just like her unlovable character, and she is boring." At this time, a cowboy with a wide-brimmed cowboy hat He walked in and placed a capacitor electromagnetic pistol on the table in front of Renault.

"Oh - I don't have much memory of her, I just remember the Raspberry Cake and the wine from the Tagore family are terribly good." Renault didn't look back, just continued to drink the whiskey in his glass.This kind of whiskey is cheap in the core world, but on the fringe planets like Mar Sara, where the development of the first few main planets is actually stagnant, you have to spend money to get it.

"Still the same, No. [-] whiskey. We used to drink this in the barracks, and by the way, it was in the Turasis boot camp." The cowboy came in, he was fit and well-proportioned, wearing a beautiful A patterned black vest with eagle and wolf patterns on the buttons of the vest, and four revolvers in the four large and wide pockets.Trousers made of thick woolen wool can effectively prevent sunburn and scratches from the sharp thorns of Mar Sara's branches.

His reindeer boots were beautiful, with high uppers that creaked on the wooden floor.

Such attire is very common in Mar Sara, where the climate is hot and dry. Their cowboy hats are always wide and high, which can block wind, sand and sunlight, and can be used as a tool for holding water when necessary.Most of the cowboys' clothes, trouser legs and boots are inlaid with various shiny metal buttons, which is a status symbol in a sense.

It's a tough-guy world where law enforcement officers, sheriffs and sheriffs ride their modified vultures through deserts and wastelands to chase down criminals.

"Joey Ray Jones, Joey, five plates of fried chicken and one tough french fries," he said. "Two bottles of Pintacle Port."

With a trimmed gray mustache and whiskers, the cowboy's rugged face is weather-scarred and rough, and a three-inch scar near the corner of his right eye mars his good looks.He didn't look young anymore, he really looked like a tough guy who grew up in Mar Sara.

"Augustus, it's still the same." Reynolds handed the bottle to Augustus, watching him unceremoniously drink up all the whiskey and then return the bottle to Reynolds.

"Kind of a cowboy—but Mar Sara has no cows."

Augustus sat down beside Reynolds when the owner of the bar served a plate full of food.He pulled a metal chair with a backrest, leaned against the backrest and buried his head down, his face hidden in the brim of his hat.

"How did you do it like this?" Although Lei Nuo also made himself ashamed and covered his eyes with deliberately untrimmed forehead hair, this is actually not very clever. A federal sheriff with experience and sophisticated equipment This is not such a clever disguise here.

Fortunately, Renault is not well-known. The Federation only knows that he is the little leader of the rebel army. Since Augustus's performance in the Marine Corps is too dazzling, Renault and others have nothing to do with his dazzling brilliance. up.As a young man, Renault's name doesn't even deserve to be on the top ten most wanted list.

Even Arcturus Mengsk, who did not participate in the Korhal Independence Campaign at all, made it into the top [-]. It can be seen that the Federation still believes that a retired colonel is a huge threat, and the small Marine Corps corporal has no Nothing to be afraid of.

"The omnipotent Umoyan agent disguise. This is a plastic mask, nanotechnology, using optical imaging technology to simulate the appearance of other people, enough to fool people's eyes and most holographic scanning equipment." Augustus just relied on Staring at the food on the dinner plate on the back of the chair, I don't have much appetite.

Compared with the Tyranid Federation and Kel-Morian Federation, Umoyan has neither huge colonies nor a large number of mining worlds.For a long time, Umoyan's emphasis on democracy and a truly implemented government have been considered weak by the Federation and the Federation, but this planet has always been able to rely on a lucrative economic system and cutting-edge technology far ahead of other planets to be independent from Thailand. Outside the rule of the Ren Federation, he made a lot of money by selling high-precision mining equipment to the Kel-Morians.

"...give me one too." Renault took a fried chicken dinner plate, munching on the chicken.

"What would you like?" Augustus asked him.

"My suggestion is that it's the safest way for a man to dress up as a woman." A burly man a head taller than Augustus walked in. He was wearing only a short-sleeved shirt. Sara's thick, sunburned arms are full of muscles, and the lavender tattoos make them look very impactful.

"In the aristocratic circles of Tarsonis, this is an art, just as popular as those fat nobles who are keen to dress up their male favorites and like to keep children in captivity."

"I think we can start with you, Tychus." Raynor was unmoved.

"I think this is funny." Tychus smiled like a villain, and the wrinkles on his face opened like dragon scales: "We are wanted criminals, we must be careful. In the days to come, The fleets of the entire Tyrannian Federation will hunt us down in the universe, racking their brains to find even the slightest clue."

"The Federation still has at least ten fleets like Edmund Duke's Alpha Squadron. After annexing the mining world and industrial city of Kelmorian, the Federation will build more ships!"

"Then let them come and look for it." Renault sneered, "I heard that Duke's Alpha Squadron followed Jackson's Revenge all the way to the outside of the Koprulu sector and into the galaxies in the Perseus sector."

"Captain Jackson has a more vivid description of this." Tychus said cheerfully: "Duke has been closely following the signal source of the signal tracker, like a pig chasing an apple."

"Duke didn't realize something was wrong until Tarsonis ordered the entire fleet to return, but even so, he still didn't understand that we were not chasing us." He said vividly.

"The pirates on the Duke and Jackson's Revenge had some festivals, that's why they worked so hard with that commission. In order to make it more realistic, they also simulated the relationship between the Norad and the Hyperion. In the end, Jackson even came close to bringing Alpha Squadron into the gravitational field of a nascent neutron star, and Duke's men would have been incinerated by now if they hadn't been a little smarter."

"Hahaha——" Renault was overjoyed, he had never liked Duke's arrogant and defiant face.

Raynor's laughter died away quickly, however, as he realized that even Tychus wasn't smiling much, and he should have realized that Augustus had been sullen from the start.

"Josephine is dead." After a pause for breathing, Tychus said softly, his expression was not very sad, he seemed to have never shed tears because of other people's death, even though Tychus used to be with Harnack and Josephine go in and out together to find flowers and ask willows.

"He may not have experienced much pain. In the high temperature that can melt glass thunder steel, death is only a moment."

Renault was silent, and he remembered the photo they took together in Turasis.Now, there is one less person on it.

"Is Josephine buried in her native land?" he asked Tychus.

"No, those who survived did not find Josephine's body. The carbon elements that made up his body were melted by tens of millions of tons of fortresses and metal rocks. Korhal's satellite Cannis is his tomb. Someone died in the Everyone there put up a monument," Tychus said, shaking his head.

"I really want to see him again." Lei Nuo's eyes were red, but he didn't hold back the tears: "How is Keha?"

"Some of us have to leave first, and everyone knows that the revolution is not a joke." Tychus went straight to the wine cabinet of Joey Ray's bar to get a few bottles of wine, and said to the boss: "The bill is on Jim head."

"You said Keha? In fact, the situation in Keha is better than our initial estimate. Most areas have not been affected by the nuclear bomb. It can only be said that one day in the future, the Keha people will not have the opportunity to rebuild Keha. said Tychus.

"Hanak, Rundstein, and Lisa are still alive, and they are still leading the formation of the new city and the new government in Umoyan. Kidd and the others followed the twenty colonial fleets that set off in different directions. Now, as for what these colonial fleets will encounter, no one can say."

During this period, Augustus did not speak, but just listened quietly.All the while he just stared out the window, watching the rust-colored sand rise and fall as the fiery winds of Mar Sara whipped up.Augustus's cold gray eyes reflected the crimson world, and no one knew what he was thinking except the invisible ghost agent sitting across from him.

In the end, Augustus seemed to pick himself up again, and he picked up a crispy French fries that were fried just right and passed it forward: "Ka-Ka-Ka."

So the French fries in Augustus's hand disappeared at an extremely fast speed, as if it disappeared out of thin air from the perspective of others.Then came a second and a third—until the plate was swept away in front of Augustus.

Finally, a little smile appeared on Augustus's face, but it disappeared quickly.Now Augustus bears the lives of nearly 9 people from the Revolutionary Army, and fourteen battlecruisers are docking on the back of a solid giant planet in the Sara galaxy, and most of these battleships are in urgent need of resources to repair Only then can it rejoin the battle, otherwise it will sooner or later become a pile of space junk made of steel.

Augustus took his hand back, took out a silk scarf from his pocket and wiped the drool on his fingers.

"It's time to go," Augustus said to Raynor and Tychus. "There's a lot to do before we can empty Mar Sara's crystal mines and high-powered gas."

Augustus pushed open the heavy iron gate of Joey Ray's bar, and the wind that raged on the planet's surface carried rust-colored sand poured into his boots, and a layer of rust-colored was attached to the black vest. fine sand.

In front of Augustus, a large crane rumbled past the main entrance of Joey Ray's Bar, and Revolutionary Army soldiers disguised as gold diggers drove into the distance in scout cars and vulture cars, wearing wide-brimmed hats and Soldiers in red hoods salute Augustus.

This is a distant world far away from Tarsonis. Mar Sara may not be a place suitable for human habitation, but its underground is rich in precious minerals——

"One day, we will follow your brother's old path, and money is the last word." Tychus walked behind Augustus: "The people here welcome us, the people of Ma Sara, Bikha There are even more hopeless people, there are rebels in every region, and criminals everywhere. It’s just that there are only a few million people on this planet, so there are not many waves.”

"We're going to build a base here to train recruits," Augustus said.

"Sounds good," Raynor said, standing to Augustus' left.

"The colonial governor of Mar Sara just made a small fortune these days. He needs to spend a lot of time dealing with those women's bellies, so he has no time to take care of us for the time being. A group of gold diggers flocked from Agria Or just a little spray on the beach." Tychus patted Raynor on the shoulder.

"What a joy, these corrupt officials."

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